OOh OOh, I know this one…

Daily writing prompt
What could you do less of?

For starters I could stop answering these repeats of repeats on the prompt feed! Talk about beating a dead horse, right?!

With Christmas just around the corner, can’t we just start answering fun questions already?

I want to hear what folks want for Christmas, what their family celebration plans are, or what traditions they keep, ya know?

I know that my Christmas already arrived four days ago… and my newest grandbaby is absolutely perfect! She was born via c-section weighing 8 lbs 14 oz., and she came with a full head of dark brown hair… just beautiful!

Back to the prompt though, as I don’t want to miss the chance to NOT do a lot less of things, I will be answering in a contrary manner…

I will NOT talk less, nor dream less, nor laugh less

I vow NOT to love less, give less, nor care for others less

Under no circumstances shall I NOT pray less, praise God less, or ever share less than All of what God has done for me!

How was that? Not too bad, eh?

Oh, yeah! I’ll never, ever, ever, stop baking you calorie free cookies from my virtual kitchen…

The Tale’s I Could Tell…

Daily writing prompt
What could you do less of?

I could go on for days with the many stories of times I’ve made a right mess of things… but for now, I’ll just give a few tidbits.

For starters, I’m one of the worst Christmas light roller upper’s known to man… I’m better off leaving them on the house all year round, or tossing them in the bin!

I’m not one of the most patient people around and I’m notorious for making a mess of opening a package. I have a vivid memory of accidentally ripping a large bag of candy open and flinging it across the kitchen… the kids had a party cleaning that mess up!

Last but not least, there’s my habit of making a royal mess of a single bang trim. One tiny miscalculation… and my repeated attempts at correcting the error only end up making a bigger mess!

Yes, I realize that the prompt asked what I could do less of… and no, I’m not going to satisfy that question with an answer! Why?

Why would I want to do less of anything, when there is always something I could focus on doing more of?

I won’t write less, I won’t love less, no sense in trying less, or even living less. I live by faith not fear, so there goes doing less of the fear thing. I live by grace and forgiveness, so out the window goes less of self shame, guilt, and loving myself less. Sorry… I got nothin here!

I suppose I’m more of a do morer than a do lesser kind of girl!

And… I’m definitely a mess maker, too!

Here, have a cookie…

They’re messy, but Oh So Good!

They Call Me Cry Baby…

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Daily writing prompt
What could you do less of?

Sure, for a baby it’s ok to cry when they’re hungry or poopy, but when I do it, everyone at WalMart walks the other way… what’s up with that?

Anybody associated with me knows a few things of certainty about this girl… I got a mouth on me, and I cry… alot! Not sorry though!

I am definitely a very affectionate and tender hearted Wolverine/Loud Mouth Frog! Here is the problem with this… it gets uncomfortable to be around someone who is always leaking from their eyes.

If I could do less of something it would be all the blubbering… not the crying, just all the outward leaking. I love who I am, love my emotion and my passion! I think that maybe I just need like a Cry Baby Bodyguard.

It would be awful nice to have another nearby at all times, with tissue in hand, and a resting ***** face that might sober my boo hooing at any given moment.

Besides, the question only asked what I COULD do less of… not what I WILL do less of… I think it would actually take away from who I am.

I don’t wish to be devoid of emotions God placed within this vessel upon my creation… I need to learn to use them for His purposes! This teary side of me is one of the most beautiful gifts I could have been given.

I can feel… I can heal… I can care… I can share… I can forgive… I can love… and I can Live!

I guess your just stuck with me as I am!

Here, have a cookie…